A few drops of crimson blood passed through the nearly closing wall of grey mist and fell to the ground, writhing like living creatures.
Ronan's eyes flickered; he moved his foot and crushed them mercilessly.
Sharp screams, like those of a woman, and the sound of countless splashes hitting the wall immediately came from the other side of the grey mist wall.
Just like last time when they encountered the head monster, after a while, the sharp and noisy sounds on the other side of the wall suddenly stopped, disappearing without a trace.
Molli'er, feeling a lingering fear, patted her chest, blinked at Ronan, and said, "Is the wall moving?"
"It seems so."
Ronan checked the Space Key in his hand; the spatial energy fluctuations within it had significantly weakened, and the originally translucent silver-white had become somewhat dim and obscure, showing signs of reverting to an ordinary silver state.
